Science Schwarma- Reed and Tony
With two of their three goals met, and the day only half over, it was time for a well deserved break. The last meeting could have gone better-- or at least, it could have gone better were it not a meeting with Lex Luthor. They'd stopped outside of Metropolis in a small town with a population close to 1,000 which proclaimed Jerry J's Hamburgers (a singular, local establishment) to be the best hamburgers in the state.
The walls were wood planking, there was seating for fifteen, and those seats were old wooden picnic tables with today's newspaper serving as table cloths. But the burgers were a mile high and fresh and sloppy (the newspaper made sense), and Reed bent over his basket of of fries to try to keep the spillage to a minimum.